889 Asking the Heaven Part Ⅱ (1/2)
Stepping deep into the divine hall, Ning Que saw the figure on the terrace.</p>
He was a little shocked by the size of the figure, which was even taller than ordinary men. The woman on the terrace was too fat to be called plump.</p>
She wore a light cyan dress decorated with flowers. The dress stayed still even though the autumn breeze was blowing from the cliff. That was because the dress clung to her body tightly, showing her exaggerated body line.</p>
Ning Que had imaged the picture of reunion with Sangsang many times, but it never occurred to him that a thin girl could turn into such a fat woman.</p>
He remembered the day he bought sweet potatoes in the town and saw the carriage and the tall fat girl in it. And he also remembered calling her a fat pig. It turned out that they had already met.</p>
At that time, he didn't know the girl in the carriage was her, but she must have known everything. Thinking of this, he felt his confidence evaporating, and the Academy's plan seemed to be ridiculous too.</p>
He stared at her back and went silent for a long time.</p>
The woman looked nothing like Sangsang in his memory, but he knew for sure she was Sangsang due to positive perception rather than mystical feeling. Since the barrier between them had disappeared, he knew it was her.</p>
Although looking white and fat, the woman on the terrace was indeed Sangsang. Ning Que suddenly felt sad as he knew that he was probably never able to see the black thin Sangsang again.</p>
Standing on the terrace with her hands behind her back, Sangsang enjoyed the autumn night. Her sleeves were as wavery as seas and her posture was as upright as mountain peaks. However, he felt her loneliness.</p>
”Come home with me.”</p>
Ning Que spoke in a casual tone, looking at her back. Acting quite contrary to the previous excitement outside the divine hall, he was like a man seeing his playful little wife by the lake.</p>
Sangsang didn't turn around and kept silent with her hands still behind her back. The starlight fell on the terrace and her thick shoulders, bleeding like ink.</p>
The divine hall was quiet and secluded. Blowing from the terrace and passing by the ever-bright lamp broken into pieces, the night wind lifted a piece of old cloth to reveal a golden brick and a big black umbrella.</p>
After staring for a moment in silence, he walked to the terrace. He walked up behind her and reached out to her shoulder as if he were to brush the starlight away from her body.</p>
Feeling the soft and gentle wind, his fingertip fell on her shoulder.</p>
Upon touching her shoulder, a piece of his fingertip was cut off and he started to bleed. The blood coagulated into a well-shaped circle which looked like a scarlet dot, as beautiful as a cinnabar mole.</p>
On the terrace, countless invisible lines divided the space into two worlds: Sangsang's world and the earth.</p>
Sangsang's world was made up of the most basic rules, including the space rule. Hence nobody could enter her world without her permission.</p>
Her world was far from the earth. The situation remained the same even though she was on earth. She was standing right before Ning Que, but it looked like she was far away.</p>
The distance between Ning Que and Sangsang was so close yet so far.</p>
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Seeing the blood on his fingertip, Ning Que kept silent for a long time and then laughed sardonically. ”Barrier between heaven and earth indeed.”</p>
He looked up at her tall and chubby figure, and said, ”You've put on a lot weight and grown much taller. You've changed, and I bet you don't remember much about the past.”</p>
Sangsang didn't respond or turn around and just looked at the mountains under the night sky with her hands behind her back.</p>
”But I remember all of it. That year in Hebei Province, the starving refugees fought against each other, and desperate parents even used their dead children as food. Although I survived, I was on the verge of collapsing. I don't know what I would have turned into if I had not saved you from the piles of the dead bodies. In a sense, you saved me too. You made me into a decent man. You made my life meaningful even when I was as wicked back in Min Mountain and the Wilderness. During that time, you were my only light. You know, you were the only reason I wanted to live.”</p>
Looking at her back and her hands behind back, Ning Que suddenly wanted to hold her hands. Just like the time when she was crying and frightened due to the wolves in Min Mountain many years ago, he held her in his arms, held her hands tightly, and told stories the whole night to comfort her. Although her hands were not as small as before, he still wanted to hold them. The craving was so strong that his voice trembled slightly.</p>
”I don't know if you've thought about the meaning of life. You are an eternal objective existence, and human are just passers-by. Our lives are short and will end one day, hence we are prone to nihility. In the end, the only things that help us get through the day are spiritually strong things, like emotions. After careful consideration, you will discover that all of this is based on memories. The more memories you possess, the stronger your emotions will be and the longer they will last. I don't want to recall the past at this point, but you know very well that the memories we share are incomparable. So we can't leave each other. As I've said before, you are my natal item and you are my destiny. I come here today to take you home.”</p>